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It was a long lonely drive back to our home without Jan by myside. As the miles whizzed by I realized that I was unpleasant at times but at others I was thrilled and practically giddy understanding that she was back with Steve and he was probably screwing her and dragging her deeper and deeper into the hotwife way of life. I felt at the time that she would be enjoying herself and I didn't know what was truly going on up until much later on after she returned from St. Louis.
I had to keep our pals and family at bay and not reveal that Jan was still in St. Louis without me. We had restricted communication at the time just a brief text every day and just one quick but lacking in information phone call about her extended vacation.
This was almost a completely various female than the one I had left in St. Louis simply a week back. She was taller than my 5'10' as she was using high-heeled shoes with at least a 5 inch heel. She had on a summer season gown that appeared like it should be used as a slip as it was almost large and shimmery; it fell midway between her knees and her hips. It was lacy at the top, cut quite low and you could quickly make out the curve of her breasts through it. As I held her I could not feel her bra strap or panties as my hands slipped from her back and over her ass. I gave her a leering look.
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